VICTORIA WASHINGTON;

It took me two long, agonizing days to come to terms with my reality—trapped in the same room as a psychopath. The same man who had shoved me into a freezing pool was also the one nursing me back to health with hot soups and making sure I didn’t fall sick. The contradiction was mind-boggling.

Now, here I was, trying to fit into his twisted world. I sat on his lap, helpless, as he fed me. Every time I licked my lips, he'd lean in closer, stealing a taste, like some ...